"Prohibition!"
"It's a ban!"
"We're all trapped!"
A group of people were spinning around on the edge of the restriction like headless flies, and the shadow of death fell on everyone.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Screams were heard behind them. Someone turned around and saw two flying swords like blood-colored butterflies, constantly shuttling through the crowd, ruthlessly reaping one life after another, and blood splattering everywhere.
Xiang Sheng walked indifferently among the chaotic crowd. With a wave of his right hand, the middle-aged monk closest to him immediately flew up uncontrollably, his throat falling into her hands.
"Mercy! Senior, please spare my life. I am willing to offer my entire fortune..."
The middle-aged monk looked terrified and sent a message frantically.
Xiang Sheng was not moved at all. With a slight force in his hand, a series of blood holes immediately appeared on the latter's neck bone. His body turned soft into a pool of mud, and he was deader than dead.
"Fight him!"
An old man in a gray robe couldn't stand the stimulation and rushed forward like a madman without any plan.
Xiang Sheng didn't even glance at him. He waved his hand casually, and the moment his soft sleeves were swung out, they seemed to turn into the heaviest mountain in the world.
Bang!
Under the heavy blow, the gray-robed old man's body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and he fell into the underworld forever with a desperate howl.
Wow——
The sky suddenly shone with golden light.
Someone threw out a large net gleaming with golden light, as if trying to trap Xiang Sheng and buy time to break the restriction.
Xiang Sheng's eyes fixed, and the sword energy around him suddenly exploded. The golden net was like thin paper and was torn into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Also torn to pieces were a dozen unlucky people who were nearby.
After killing these people, Xiang Sheng's eyes did not linger on them for a moment. He controlled the flying sword and killed the next group of Pantheon monks.
Faced with the crisis of life and death, the monks of the Pantheon played all their cards, but in front of Xiang Sheng, they were all useless, and more and more corpses fell.
She was like a huge, unshakable millstone. The ants standing in the way could not stop her at all and could only let themselves be crushed into dust and shattered into pieces.
"In vain!"
"It's all in vain. I'm dead! I'm dead!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Today is the day I die!"
“…”
In the chaos, some people pretended to be crazy, some really went crazy, and some simply committed suicide.
Xiang Sheng ignored them all and killed anyone he saw.
The disciples of Shengxian Peak who were called to stand in the open space were already frightened silly by the purgatory-like scene in the forest. They stood there like statues, frozen in place and dared not move.
Xu Tianming was still hidden in the barrier and his reaction was not much better.
"Uncle Li..."
He stared at Xiang Sheng's back, swallowed hard, and his face turned pale.
Is this... the real Uncle Li?
After witnessing Master Uncle Li using soul-searching methods to obtain information and then killing the black-robed Palace Master very easily, he felt that his impression of Master Uncle Li was biased.
Now it seems that it is not just biased, it is simply wrong!
The number of monks who died at his hands since he started practicing was not as many as the number killed by his uncle today.
Although the deaths of these Pantheon monks are not a pity, the killing was too heavy... Isn't Master Li afraid of developing inner demons?
Or...
Thinking of this, Xu Tianming suddenly shuddered.
The rumor that Master Uncle Li is the ancient god Taiyin has always been circulating in the sect, but has never been acknowledged by the elders in the sect.
He had been in contact with Master Uncle Li these days and had already concluded that the rumors were false, but now he was no longer sure.
The world of cultivation is full of intrigue and killing, but it is rare to see someone like Uncle Li who slaughters hundreds of people without saying a word. Generally, only evil cultivators would do this for the sake of cultivation.
He still remembered the rumor that the ancient god Taiyin had just been resurrected and needed to devour his destiny to recover.
Could it be that Master Uncle Li killed these people just to eat their fate?
Xu Tianming felt cold all over, and for a moment he felt that he had guessed the truth. His eyes could not help but drift towards the disciples of Shengxian Peak.
Uncle Master doesn’t kill these people because their cultivation is too low and it’s useless to eat their fate?
What about yourself?
Uncle Li is willing to let him stay by his side. Could it be that he is treating him as food?
If I just come up to him with such eager eyes, what's the difference between that and committing suicide?
Xiang Sheng naturally had no idea that Xu Tianming could come up with such an outrageous idea in such a short moment.
The killing continues.
Half an hour later, as the last scream stopped abruptly, the forest became quiet.
Xu Tianming took a quick look and saw corpses scattered all over the field. The bushes had long been trampled flat and blended into the dark red ground.
A faint blood mist permeated the restriction, and the bloody smell was so strong that it was nauseating.
Xiang Sheng seemed not to smell the smell, her expression remained calm, and even her clothes were clean, without a trace of blood, just like before she killed someone.
She stretched out her hand to recall the flying swords, and with a flick of her hand, the two flying swords stained with blood immediately became clean again, turning into two sword balls filled with sword energy, which she took into her body.
Then she raised her hand and waved it lightly, and the cage that imprisoned more than 600 people suddenly dissipated.
Whoosh——
A gust of wind blew, and in a moment it took away 70% of the bloody smell, and the blood mist dissipated.
Seeing this, Xu Tianming took a deep breath and was about to move over when he heard Xiang Sheng suddenly say, "Don't come over."
Xu Tianming's heart trembled. Uncle Li was preparing to eat. Where should he go to avoid suspicion?
Just as he was about to start panicking, he saw Xiang Sheng looking down at his feet, his tone showing obvious disdain:
"Dirty, let's talk somewhere else."
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